I don't know why when I went to university today, I found something strange. As if I had been visiting that place for the first time or probably after a long time. I tried to get this thought out of my mind, when at that very moment Shamayl came in. After our usual giggles, she looked around and made an uneasy face. Upon asking, she replied, "Why does it seem to me that I've come here for the first time?""Amazingly, I was thinking the same!", I supported her statement.

And at 4 pm, when all of us were very tired, Ali said, "There is something wrong today. Since morning it seems to me that I've come here after a long time."At this Shamayl and I exchanged looks and chimed in, "We were also thinking the same."

And now Munz's online, and her nick is "What a fazool day...Idiotic lost feeling...Mondays are like that."

For us, Monday is the most busiest day of the whole week. But its been 3 months now in the university and today we felt something strange. I don't get it. Probably we all had the worst weekend of our lives. [Although nobody was telling how worst their weekend went, but their facial expressions were somewhat strange and dissatisfied.] Or it's just "Great minds think alike!"

Good news never comes alone to me. There ought to be a bad news attached to it all the time.

So, what happened today? Shamayl and I were studying Economics in the library (yes, for the first time), when Asia and Hurricane zaReeta rushed into the library, pointed me out, and in convulsive breaths hollered, “Your name’s on the notice board under the flickering bulb” (The bulb flickers when there’s a new and very very important notice on the board). The first thought that came to my mind was, “Has the director summoned me?”She then added, “There are Ali and Osman in the list too!” I adjusted my sentence to “Has the director summoned US”. But finally Shamayl intervened, “Under WHAT heading?”. And both the ladies declared unanimously, “Scholarship!”

“A WHAT?”, I hardly stopped myself from screaming. They repeated that mind-numbing word. “Must be crap”, I said irritably, though I knew they wouldn’t lie. They never do. And both of them angrily replied, “Go and check it out yourself”. There was something in their words that made me stand up and rush towards the main foyer. With a palpitating heart, I checked the notice board and BANG, there was my name under the title of, “THE FOLLOWING STUDENTS ARE REQUESTED TO COLLECT THEIR SCHOLARSHIP CHEQUES FROM THE BURSAR OFFICE”. There were 10-12 (honestly, I don’t remember the number) names in the list. I hardly managed to gulp this astonishing yet incredible news. Then I searched for Ossy and Ali to tell them about the mysterious news. Went to the Bursar office, and received the cheques with accolades from the officer. I was constantly wondering why exactly are we getting this scholarship thingy? I asked Ali and Ossy. After a few unconvincing reasons that they gave, I again asked them, “WHY?”, and Ali was like, “If you don’t want that cheque it’s ok. I have yours.”

Well, I’m still wondering the same question.

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Now the bad news, or simply say The Murphy’s Law!

Murphy’s Law:Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong and at the worst possible time.

We were playing basketball - just dribbling actually - when I tried to take the ball from stupid Ali and…. Murphy’s Law. Lol. I first stumbled and finally fell on the concrete floor. Ouch! That really hurts! At that time, I didn’t feel the pain at all, so I quickly stood up to avoid those concerned, yet mocking stares. There were many people around. Some were playing cricket a few feet away from us, and others were just standing there enjoying the match. You see I never fall down when I’m alone. It has to happen in front of the whole world. Argh!

I’m feeling awful now! My left leg from the knee to the foot is hurting badly. I can hardly move it. And when I walk with a limp and often stumble, my mom bursts out laughing.

May you have many many more!May we have many many more cakes from you.May you keep smiling like that.May we laugh at you like that. (jk, you know me :p)May you lend me your CDs like that.May I always forget to return them. May you buy a new cell phone soon.May I listen to "Butterfly" on your old tiny one. (hahaha...she's got a 3-inch long Panasonic set)May you get birthday cards from some idiotic people,May we continue making fun of those absolutely-senseless cards (Remember that Eid wala card? hahaha)May your dream of an iPod comes true.May you get an iPod soon.May you become generous once again.May you gift that to me, as I'm your one good friend! :p

My mom's not well.She's in the hospital.Me at home.Maid ran away.No new maid.Me the....uh, forget it.Am becoming darn busy these days.Having extra french classes.Brain's fuming.French becoming way too annoying now.Having quizzes and pre-exam fears!In need of a new template. *searches for Some Desi*In need of a new novel.In need of some few million packs of chips.Will be delighted if you add some packs of chocs too.Oh yeah. Mid term results are here.Got full marks in Economics. *showing off* I'm a born Economist!Have got all the marks, except for math.Will get them today.Keep praying for my math's result.Winters are bad.I don't feel like updating.Am becoming lazy.Alive on coffee and nuts!Mind's dozing off.I don't know what to post.Today, hopefully, Gullay will update her blog.That's why I have also updated.That's why Ritz will also update it.And if she doesn't, am gonna... Ritz knows what!8 more minutes, and then I shall go and try to study.Study what?Study for my presentation.Oops, virus uploading.Just recieved this message.

UPDATE: Sowwie people, I forgot to click on the "Allow New Comments on This Post" button.

Here you go with a perfect example of a Rusted Dinky Mind. On Novemeber 20th, I forgot to wish my Blog it's 2nd birthday. This happened last year too. Oh God, when will I start memorizing special events and their dates?!?

As I write this post, I remember - what happened on Nov 20, 2003 - when I started my blog. A zillion thanks to Some Desi who introduced me to blogging. I still love that green, broken-glass template that he made for my blog. I hope he has it saved somewhere in his PC. Do give me, if you still have it. :p

Thanks for visiting this blog and appreciating my efforts. Keep visiting and keep praying for the success of my blog ;o)

I've got a lot more to add here, but I won't. The actual date has passed and now it's useless.

I am doing the last question and suddenly a nice synonym comes to my mind which I want to use in Question no. 2. And then I think if I could use Ctrl + F key to find that word (which I want to replace) in my paper.

Before the paper, I remembered the definition of boundary spanning, but as soon as I read the question, "Define Boundary Spanning", the definition flows out of my head!! And then I wish if I could google it!

I know I am weak in math, but probably you don't know how much. When I couldn't calculate what is (.08 - 0.07),I pick up my calculator and wished my brain was something like an AMD Athlon instead of a rusted 486 Dinky Mind.

I write a sentence. After a few moments, I find it's somewhat wrong. I cut the whole thing out. Write a new sentence, but I find it too ambiguous. Now I cut this one out also. I want to write the previous sentence which was a bit clear in meaning. So why should I write it again? Don't you think there should be an option like Ctrl Z?

The teacher stamps the paper on the desk infront of me, and my exceptional compilation of lexis deftly escape from my mind. And I wish if I had F7 for the automatic spell and grammar check, and Shift+F7 for thesaurus.

And lastly, when I forget to start a new paragraph from a certain sentence, I wish there were Enter and Tab keys!

Going through this picturesque area, I wish I could capture it in my eyes and transfer it in my computer when I reach home. There ain't any USB to connect the images in my mind to the computer yet.

As you all know we're having our midterm exams these days...Mind's empty once again. But instead of being tensed most of the time, we laugh. By 'we', I mean Shamayl and I. Unlike everybody in the university, our day starts with laughter, and not those oh-I'm-worried looks. We look at each other, stay quiet, read each other's minds, and then laugh. Laugh at the fact that we didn't study the whole day. Laugh at the most unpredictable type of paper and our most predictable type of stupid answers.

Well, it's about noon. And we head towards our respective classes for the exam. In two exams, we were together, but didn't (well, couldn't) cheat!We think how to solve the paper. Unable to do it on our own, we search for our accomplices in the room. But oh, our search proves to be futile when we find out that all of the prospective 4-GPA holders are at a radius of 8 metres from us. Heck!

Our head starts spinning when we want to help each other out, but the invigilator gives us those don't-you-dare-try-to-cheat stares. Argh! "No problem, we've got our final exams too... We can try our lucks there", we think.

And then the teacher shouts "Stop writing" 15 seconds before 1:30 pm. Lol. He knows we are never gonna obey him. Finally, he snatches our paper and we all lazily walk out of the class in utter despair.Like other people, we pretend like our paper went the worst of all. But that is all pretension. The thing that makes us feel happy (or weird for other people) is the actual crying faces of many around us ... "Oh my God, it's okay if your paper didn't go that well. It's just because you didn't prepare well for it. It had to happen. So why crying now??? Study well for tomorrow's paper", I try to make them feel a bit relaxed. But argh, I think they find my statements too sarcastic, probably because of the smile that's always there on my face. Now, I can't help it. When I try to become serious, Shamayl comes in from nowhere, and bang....we start laughing again.

[Pray for my Math paper cuz I still have a habit of writing 5 + 5 = 25. ]

Am I too excited or way too nervous about my mid-term exams? I've got my Awful Accounting paper tomorrow. Although the course is way too less, but I am fretting now. And top it off, I am in no mood of studying. Could anybody please help me out?It seems to me that I have studied enough to pass this course, but I guess that's not what's required. I want to, rather, I need to get a GPA above 3 point something!

All of my classmates are messaging me and calling me to find out how much have I studied and what are the difficulties I am facing in this course, and guess what... all this sounds so funny to me!!! I mean why are they all acting in a frenzied way? Why can't they just stop messaging each other and study on their own?

On friday, I taught Ali, Pathan, and Aneela Accounting...And after teaching them, I felt my brain to be missing. Seriously, Accounting is not an easy course (well, it is..I am just lieing here)! The only thing that's driving me crazy is all the new methods our teacher has taught us. Whenever I or Aliza say, "Sir, can we do it the way we did it in O/A Levels?", he almost explodes and screams, "Your O/A level method is kinda outdated, if you girls are still unaware of this fact. And I would highly appreciate if you solve your paper according to the way I have taught you".

End of the story!!!

So, Aliza and I, despite of knowing all Accoutning, find ourselves as complete aliens standing in a crowd of unaware-of-accounting, yet genius people!

Does this post makes sense??? I hope not. This shows I've had a lot of accounting dose by now.

Ramzan's gone and so are the peaceful timings of my french classes. Now, the hectic phase of life is back - with a big bang!!!

Yesterday, I woke up at 7 am. Went to university. Had my classes. Came back at 5:30 pm. At 5:45 pm, went to AFK for my french class. Came back from there at 8:20 pm. Started studied for my mid-term exams. At 9:45 pm, started playing TT. I was mentally tired at that time. Play TT for half an hour. Then Some Desi came to pick us up. Reached his place at I-don't-remember-what-time. Chatted with everybody for some time there. And finally slept at oops-I-again-forgot-the-time!

You go to a shop. You buy something. You give the shopkeeper money. You wait for the change. You get the change. And instead of getting one rupee, you get a cent!!!! Now, you're back home.Are you lucky cuz that cent has more value than the 1 rupee you should be getting? Or, you should feel gloomy cuz this cent is simply worthless, atleast here in Pakistan. I laughed! How clever of the shopkeeper, or probably how stupid of me who didn't notice.

I had four episodes of hiccups today, and am soon going to have a fifth one. I am sure of it.

They say hiccups can be controlled in a lot of ways. Like...

1- holding your breath and counting to 10 is one way some people can get rid of their hiccups; [counting to 10??? I started counting, and it was something like...1, 2, *hic*, 3, *hic*, 4 5, *hic*....argh]2- other people say that drinking from the "wrong" side of a glass of water is the way to become hiccup-free. [What do they mean by the "wrong side"? Does it mean making a hole in the bottom of the glass and then drinking water through it?]3- putting sugar under your tongue might work, too. [This sounds new now]4- having someone jump out and scare you when you're not expecting it - helps some people wave good-bye to their hiccups. [yeah, right! Actually this thing happened with me today. *:S* Nav screamed and I started hiccuping. Or were it just just my ears which heard his normal shrill voice as amplified one?]

Anyways, such things don't affect me much. My hiccups don't stop even when I drink the whole of Tarbela Dam.

Ooo*hic*pps. They have *hic* started again *hic*. Sa*hic*ve me puh*hic*lease.

I didn't go to meet her....Am sad!! But will surely go tomorrow, InshAllah. Mommese said she was also sad and crying cuz I wasn't there. Awww....Waiting for the day when she'd come home.

Winking!!!!

am sleeping again

tryin' to smile

Ahaaaa

I know I am photogenic but don'cha think its enough for today?

Which side of my mouth has the toffee, left or right?

The "Oh" of "Oh my God, you're still having my pics?"

I can just say MashAllah

When Bushi was born, I was kinda sad having a brother. I always wanted a lil sister. Now, Alhamdolillah I've got a niece....Am sooo sooo gladddddd. Now I can share my stuffed dolls and other toys with her. I tried the same with Bushi, but that nasty kid didn't get much tempted by those girly stuff...He rather made me love his toy cars and model aeroplanes.Now, I will dress her with everything of my choice....OMG....This feeling makes me go crazyyyyy... And did I tell you we've bought a set of nice red/pink bangles for her for eid??? OMG....that's the best thing we've bought on this Eid.And she's got the besht collection of those cute and smart shoes. OMG...just OMG...I'll someday post those pics too... I better start another blog, just for her pics

Went to uni yesterday, and upon entering the class, I found my goldy ring missing. OMG, where did it go??? I was kinda electrocuted. Checked the whole class even when I knew I had not dropped it there. And when I couldn't find it, I stopped my search and prayed that I find it at home. I was quite sure that I hadn't left it at home either, cuz I never take it off. But Ritz insisted that I might have forgotten it at home. Well, I checked it in the bus too, but again I didn't find it. Came back home, don't remember why I picked up my pillow, and found the ring glittering there. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........Thank God!!!! Before finding the ring, I was finding words to tell my mom how I lost it.

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Had my first class of N4 yesterday. I requested the teacher to show us our papers. The teacher went out to get them and Kevin exploded, "what has happened to you??? Please stop her....I don't wanta see my paper". "But I do", I replied. And he banged his head against the wall. Lol. Well, he didn't fail like 2-3 other people but he did get a severe scolding from the teacher. Fortunately or unfortunately (I can't decide what), we've got the same teacher. The students are the same too. 4 people from the previous class have left, and 1 new has entered. They have changed the timings too ; from 3:45 to 5 pm. Now this is becoming tough! Prayers needed.

4- Three yuckiest computer assignments are still to be completed by me. Why, oh why do I hate this course????

5- Tomorrow am gonna go for my French result at AFK. [Start praying for me now.] I have to get registered for the next level too. And I guess the first class of next level (i.e. N4) is tomorrow, and the registration is still open! Me dead!

6- Tomorrow's Monday, and I hate Mondays. The most annoying and hectic day of the week. And if I have my french class tomorrow as well, I'd die!

7- I am in desperate need of reading a good book. Suggest me one.

8- Have to clean my oh-this-is-so-messy room. I have to do it quick as I am losing some important papers, loads of pens and a zillion jewellery pieces.

9- Today, a few minutes before Iftari, we felt a tremor. [By 'we' I mean just my dad in our house]. He was sitting reading the newspaper, so he felt it. Whereas, my mom and I were busy making iftari. People who are moving don't feel tremors much.

10- Tomorrow I have to submit an assignment telling what UNIX is. And a few days ago, I read this thing somewhere, "UNIX is basically a simple operating system, but you have to be a genius to understand the simplicity" ~Dennis Ritchie. Everything in this world is simple, but for others only. Isn't it?

Yesterday, I went straight from my uni to AFK. I reached there at 1:30 pm. My paper had to start at 2:30 pm. Went to the library to revise (actually study for the first time) some work. Felt sleepy. Had a 10-minute nap. Woke up. Read the newspaper. Opened my books again. Closed them for the thousandth time. Got out of the library at almost 2. Went to the class to see if someone was there. Found Mahin, the CNG guy and his friend Faiza there. There I was informed by Mahin that we have our exam at 3 pm and not at 2:30 pm. Felt like killing Mahin (for no good reason). Cooled myself down. Went back to the library with them. Mahin and I chatted. Atlast, we decided to revise the 'conjugaisons' section. Revision completed. Got back to the class. A teacher came who said it's his class. Got out of the class again. Sat outside Director's office. Waited for our teacher. Saw Kevin and Sakya strolling in. Our teacher finally came. Got back to our class again (did not find that grumpy teacher). The written exam started. Time was less. The paper was lengthy. Started fretting. Felt the vocab evaporating. Got nervous. Somehow completed the paper on time.

Had our listening test. Monsieur Mostapha conducted it. Almost died when he uttered the first few lines of the text in french. He mumbles a lot. Thanked God for I was sitting on the first seat. Somehow comprehended the text and filled the spaces on the paper. He thankfully repeated the text thrice or....we all would have started crying. We did whine a lot actually. Finally the listening test was over. We all gloomily left the class.

Had 5 minutes to prepare for our next test. It was our speaking test. The worst part of the day. Again Monsieur Mostapha and Mademoiselle Nobahar were there. Bad day, no doubt! First Sakya went inside. Along with him, Alyzah went. He came out with a big smile on his face. He said the test was easy. Then, it was my turn. Don't remember when Alyzah got out. I waited for 5 minutes for my turn. The teacher called out my name. With trembling legs, I went upto her. Sat. Stared each other for 10 seconds. Then she smiled and came to the topic, "Presentez-vous". I started telling all about myself. She then asked me about my topic. It was A. I then spoke with a not-that-noticable trembling voice. She then said, "merci" ('thankyou', and not mercy in english). I stood up and left the room. As soon as I closed the door, Mahin yelled,"how was it?" I didn't know how it went, so I stayed quiet. Mahin was very well-prepared. She had a perfect speaking test. She'll get an A and I won't. This makes me cry. My fault!!! I didn't study. I didn't get time to study. But I will surely register myself for Niveau 4 (level 4). We studied 3 levels together. Now, she wouldn't be here for the next (which is starting from Oct 24th). I'd miss her.

Umrah Mubarak to dearest BiYA who is now safely back from Saudi Arabia. Last night she arrived and what a scene it was.

My parents were away, so I called them and told them about the tremor in Karachi. Till 2:30 am, they called me and made sure that we all were fine. BiYA's flight had to land at 4 am. But due to I-don't-know-what reason, it landed at 3 am - one hour early! So, she called me up and...

Me: Assalam-o-AlaikumBiYA: Walaikum Assalam. Where are you?Me: In my room, trying to sleep. And you?BiYA: On the runway!!!Me: Whoa! What time is it?BiYA: Almost 3.Me: *confirming* You had to come at 4, right?BiYA: You're right. But now as I am here, do one thing. Make a call to my home and ask them to come and pick us up.Me: Awight.BiYA: And where's Amma and Papa?Me: They called me 2 minutes ago and said that they are leaving for the airport. So they'll be there in some 15-20 minutes. But don't forget, my estimation is always wrong.BiYA: Oooooo...I see. Don't forget to call, awight?Me: Yeah, I remember. TataBiYA: Tata.

I then called at her place, but nobody picked up. They had left.Got back to sleep mode, but couldn't sleep.At 4 am, Famma gave me a wakeup call. I was almost awake, cuz I had set my alarm for 4:10 am. Prepared Sehri. Watched the earthquake news. Studied a bit of BusEng.

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Tuesday's usually a busy day for me, as I come back home from the university at 3 pm, and then go for my 3:30 pm French class. So, in short, I didn't sleep yesterday.

We, the residents of Clifton/ Defence, have experienced a tremor at 00 30 ( most probably), Oct 12, 2005.

Geo TV says:

KARACHI: Defence View and Clifton areas of Karachi felt tremors of light intensity on late Tuesday night but these were not linked to Saturday’s earthquake, which rattled several parts of the country.

Advisor to Sindh Chief Minister on Information and Archives Salahuddin Haider also confirmed that Defence View and Clifton experienced tremors of light intensity.

He appealed to the masses not be afraid of these tremors and remain calm.

I was on the computer, and my brother was upstairs, watching TV. I felt the tremor, but I thought probably my head's spinning as I was very sleepy at that time. But my brother came down and asked, "Did you hear that sound?" Puzzled, I said, "what sound?". He then said, "Errr, I mean did you feel any sort of tremor?" "It was a tremor?", I asked, "then I surely felt it".

The TV people haven't told the intensity yet. Don't know what it would be..

We, the most ungrateful people, now have to pay the price for our bad deeds. May Allah shows mercy on us. Amen.

1- You've got electricity.2- You've got a projector.3- You're with Ali.4- You're with Nav.5- You're free and you don't know what to do.6- You often want to tease people [now start guessing who] :p7- You're among the first ones who enter the class.8- You want others to laugh.9- You're on my blog!!!!

I was checking my site statistics, when I found this link. I opened it and read. It showed the results of "Best Pakistan Blog, 2003." And oh my God, I saw my blog nominated for the award...In Nov. 2003, I started blogging. And it was nominated for the Best Pakistan Blog?!?! *screams with happiness*

This earthquake hit Muzaffarabad (Pakistan) yesterday morning. It was an earthquake which measured 7.6 on richter scale.

I've heard some 18,000 people have died, and 40,000 are injured...

Just recieved Gullay's message, which says, "Kindly deposit any clothing, blankets or other nonperishable items at PAF Museum, new parking lot on Sunday 9th October 2005. Please pass this message to as many people as you can".

I heard such news on the radio channels too. Will watch TV tomorrow...God, I am not getting time to watch TV these days. Hope things are fine there in northern Pakistan.

Just now, Harris told me about some tremors in Multan.Some pictures of the quake can be found on TM's blog.

Well, we’ve scanned the sky and we’ve sighted the moonAnd we welcome the month of RamadanWhen we’ll fast together, all as one, to help and strengthen our iman

As the sun lay sleeping, beneath the blanket of the nightWe rise early to make suhur, before the white thread of lightWe’re patient and kind, throughout our daytaking time to remember how to careAnd when the sun has gone and we’ve made iftar,we break our fast and we share.

’cause we’ve scanned the sky and we’ve sighted the moonAnd we welcome the month of RamadanWhen we’ll fast together, all as one, to help and strengthen our iman

So many of our brothers and sisters, all across the landThey have no food to eat at all, and they need a helping handWhen we fast from morning ’til the night, to fulfill our faith’s commandWe feel the hunger and thirst they feel, and it helps us to understand

But, all too fast, the moon goes past, our month of blessings now has goneBut we’ll keep its spirit throughout the year, Everyday should be like Ramadan

So we’ve scanned the sky and we’ve sighted the moonAnd we say “Farewell” to RamadanWhen we fast together, all as one, to help and strengthen our iman

The city's first underpass constructed under the Tameer-i-Karachi programme at a cost of Rs. 170 million was opened for traffic on Saturday (Oct 1, 2005) after its formal inauguration by the Federal Minister for Ports and Shipping, Senator Babar Khan Ghouri.The 550-meter long underpass, with a 60-metre long bridge, is constructed at Schon Circle, and is part of the Rs.700 million Mai Kolachi bypass development project being implemented by Karachi Port Trust (KPT).Speaking at the ceremony, Senator Ghouri said though there was work remaining at the underpass, it was thought proper to open it for vehicular traffic for the convenience of people especially in view of the approaching month of Ramadan.He appreciated shopkeepers on both sides of the underpass site for bearing with them the period of construction, and said once the side roads were completed, their problems would also be resolved.

Now, you need to read this. Over here, it was informed that the underpass will be completed in 4 and a half month(i.e. in August), but it has taken 6 months now and there is still work remaining at the underpass!!!

Cowasjee and I were (and are still) adamant on our argument against the construction of this underpass. When I got affected by the construction process, I posted my arguments (along with Cowasjee's annoyance) against the underpass. Though I haven't been by the underpass yet, but I believe there is less advantage of its contruction. There are a few people who say that now the traffic will move more freely and smoothly. But let me remind them, there was no commotion previously. I have been living here since 6-7 years, and I've never experienced any traffic jam between Do Talwar to Schon circle and from there to Teen Talwar. Therefore, I really do not get the logic of the construction of this (still incomplete) project.

I would keep complaining about the "work remaining at the underpass", because it had to be completed in August! The authorities were sure of it, that's why they claimed that the underpass would be completed within a record time of four and a half months. It means, it had to be completed in August. August passed. September passed. And on October 1st, the authorities happily opened the still-imcomplete underpass for the public. What does this show? The negligence of the authorities, or their poor statistics?

As in this of my post I have stated the sufferings of the residents (and shopkeepers) near the contruction site, I don't think I need to reiterate my point here.

You all are well aware that Karachi is a city which does not recieve heavy monsoon rains. From March/April (when the construction started) to this day, we experienced very nominal rains. (Don't forget, Karachi is a huge city and sometimes only half the city recieves rain and the other half remains dry). We also do not have those deadly hurricanes. Then, what catastrophic incident led to the delay in the contruction process???

Will this incomplete underpass satisfy Cowasjee's and my arguments? Will it change our views? The time will tell!Let's hope this project gets completed soon because now, I'm sure, people cannot have more of it.

And I recieve this type of call after every 2 days...Help me!!! All the Rafiqs of this world should be reading this.

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Now, those who know me - who have heard my voice - please help me out here. Do I really have a masculine voice? I'm probably gonna die (after punching the person through the phone) if I get a similar call again. Trust me. It's the worst nightmare of my life. Why the hell do they ask for confirmation???

*spends her night wondering* I don't get it...Is there really a fault in my voice (or speech), or they have a listening problem???

A few minutes ago (11:10 pm) I got a call from 0333-5......9 *winks*I recieved the call, and said "Hello, Hello", but the other person seemed totally uniterested in talking to me. So, I stayed quiet, and tried to listen to the background noises that were somewhat audible. I turned down the volume of my speakers to get a clear sound. *how evil of me..hahaha* And what's written above is what I heard in that 5 minutes, one-way convo. Yes! It was of 5 minutes. The caller was totally unaware that he has dialled my number, and he was busy with some people there. And then he disconnected the call. Awww...I missed the chance of listening to some more funny stuff.

I heard some more, but now this rusted Dinky Mind cannot recall. Awww...Too bad.

All students are cordially invited to "Lire en Fête" being held on Friday, 14th and Saturday 15th October 2005 at 3 pm. in the premises of Alliance Française de Karachi.

Exciting competitions

Exhibition of books in association with Oxford University Press

Iftar buffet on Friday 14th October 2005.

So hurry up and prepare yourself for the big event.

When the teacher announced this news today, everybody became happy but me. She also added that our final exam would be postponed to ..........(err, I forgot the date). What the heck is this?!? We were supposed to have our exam on 15th October, and now this festival has jumped in from nowhere to lengthen our already boring and long term. Bof!!! Other people were happy when they heard the word 'festival' and 'Iftar buffet' (greedy people, eh?). But the teacher then explained that it's not that all-fun festival, but it has got competitions in which we, the students, have to participate no matter what. Upon asking the reason, she gleefully said, "My dear francophiles, this competition has got 10 marks which will be included in your final term". In just 2 seconds, all those happy faces and big smiles faded away. 10 marks?!?!?! And if we lose them, we'd lose our A. Sheeks! She also explained that our seniors (students of C1, C2, etc.) will converse with us in french and test our abilities. And we'd do the same with them. We will also be required to write some letters (probably 2) and our seniors would check them and rate them. After that, certificates would be given to the group who'd stand first (in both convo and written test). Everyone of us was kinda electrocuted. Silence reigned the class. The teacher then spoke up and brought us to reality, "So, you guys want to do some practice before this festival?""Oh puhhhhleaseeeeee, YES", we all begged her.

So, I've got mixed feeling about this festival. It's gonna be fun, but I have to study for it. And I have to study a lotttttttt for it, if I want to have the certif!

First of all, I would like to express my resentment towards KESC (Karachi Electric Supply Corporation), which is trying its level best to refrain me from posting this stuff here. *grrrr*

Now, coming to the main topic. Whom am I talking about?! Rather, whom are WE talking about? This is one man who makes us laugh, yet we hate him. He’s the one who tries to be friendly with all of us, yet we want to stay away from him. He doesn’t want to overburden us, so he gives us easy tasks, yet we whine all the time. We backbite him. We imitate him and make fun of him. *vomits: Enough Dinky Mind, you’re overdoing it* *speaks the truth now* We…oh, we are so cool and he’s so dumb!!!

Yes! He’s really something out of this planet. I mean all his attributes are very different from others. The way he walks, his speech, his facial expressions….man, just everything!!! Just imagine how we tolerate him when he’s around. We bear him, his senseless jokes, his extremely weird smile (well, laughter), and his stupid points. You just can’t imagine. His class is the most boring one. That one hour ruins the whole day. Spoils the fun. Makes us go crazy and run around the whole university like some lunatics.

But hey…this ain’t it. We enjoy after his class. Enjoy like anything. Ali starts the fun, and we all get those laughing fits. Those full teeth smiles…Lol. Here is something Ali wrote yesterday about him. (Ali in the picture, drenched in coke)

“ma first week at bahria turned out to b a milestone in the history of subcontinent..and it shud b ritten in golden words witha golden marker in the history and development of computers..the best part about this first week was the computer period.. i really enjaaaaayed this period as our most respectable and honorable Sir Abdul Rauf told us how to move a mouse..before that i never knew how to do that...then it was for the first tym that i came to kno how to justify a statement in ms word.. this was due to the untiring efforts of Mr. AbdulRauf...in the end i wud like to say that excellence in the subject of computer science can only b achieved under the leadership of most respectable Mr. AbdulRauf and his whole hearted efforts...(may liars rot in pieces)”

My God, when he wrote it, he called me to read and appreciate his writing skills. And believe me, I burst out laughing when I read these lines. You guys don't know him, but those who do, would surely laugh their heads off!

And here’s what Ossy says about him. He wrote this when he asked him to get out of the class. (click to read)

This is Osman, aka Darksaber.

But no matter how bad he is, we have learnt something great from him. Tolerance! Now, we have successfully built a dam of tolerance within ourselves.

بھئی واہ۔۔۔۔۔۔۔

Cheerio folks!!!

P.S.: I think I better tell you this thing. I don't want to hide it and cry all by myself. Mr AbdulRauf, as Ali confirmed today, lives in MY neighbourhood. Strike one!He lives at a walk of (less than) 1 minute from my home. Strike two! *plans to hit a home run before someone says 'Strike Three'*

Soon, InshAllah, we will be having a break in our french classes. Ahhhhhhhh....I feel so relieved whenever I am reminded of this blessing. Our teacher is going to Lahore on 28th Sept., and we will get two classes free - Thursday, 29th Sept...and Saturday 1st Oct. Just becuase of these future holidays, we had to study 35 more minutes in our past few classes. And believe me, that was hectic. But not that much, as I'd always expect the classes to be.

There are so many good people in our class, that they make me forget about my fatigue. That's what happened in our yesterday's class. In the evening, I planned that I'd study Management and complete my Math assignment, but at 6:15 pm, the stark reality hit my head! I had my French class in 15 minutes! At that moment, I felt like crying, cuz that class wasn't scheduled in my plan. Moreover, I was tired like anything. I then ran around the house in search of my books, and begged my dad to drop me at AFK. In the car, I was reminded that today's class was to start at 6:40 pm and not at 6:30 pm. *slapped forehead for being so idiotic*. Reached there, and saw Kavindra and Sakya strolling in. These are two SriLankan kids who make the class really enjoyable. We all went inside the class. After a few moments, the teacher lazily entered with a weary face. She glanced at us all, and forced the "Bonsoir"(good evening) out of her mouth. "I'm very tired today...but you know what, you guys make me smile and I forget my weariness", she complimented. And I smiled for the first time in that day. I was thinking the same.

It was Nizar's birthday that day, so we all wished him, and asked him to take us to Cafe Flo ;). Elizeh, being a nice daughter, mumured something in his ear. After all those funny faces he was making, Daddy dear declared, "We will someday go there. Why not after this term?" And we all burst out laughing, 'what a nice way to say NO'. Lol.

Learnt a few Srilankan words from Saaaaaakya (that's how we call and tease him..lol) and Kevin (Kavindra). The class finished at 8 pm. And I don't know why I wanted to study more at that time, when I usually want to run away if the class lengthens to 8:30 pm. Lol...There are surely no limits to human insanity!

On our way back home, Maheen and I discussed our 80 minutes class in 5 minutes journey. And man, we were laughing like crazy people. Seriously. The CNG guy (Abbas of our class) made our day. He doesn't participate in the class much, but when he tries, he blurt out something really wrong. And that becomes the brightest part of our whole day. Hahaha... In yesterday's class, we were revising our work, when we had to identify some objects. There was a pen shown in the picture. The CNG guy, instead of saying 'stylo' (for a pen), said 'voit' (which doesn't mean anything). Lol. We all got confused as to what he was saying. He then asked foolishly, "Don't you say this thing a 'voiture' ?" [He was getting confused between a pen and a car]. And we all started laughing. "Even if YOU think this is a voiture - which it is not - then say VOITURE, and not Voit, voit!!!", the teacher said, trying to stop herself from laughing badly. hahahaha. Out of 5 minutes on our return journey, Maheen and I had those laughing fits for almost 4 minutes.

After a hectic day, a french class is all I need to rejuvenate myself.

Today was supposed to be Wasio's last day in the university. So yesterday we all made arrangements how we'd spend our today. We had to start all this party stuff after 11:30 am; the time our last class ends. We all first went to the cafe. It was jam-packed, so we came out [This place is never vacant for us]. Sat outside the cafe for sometime, and started singing songs - the thing we enjoy doing the most...Lol. After sometime, Wasio came and hollered, "I got an extension", and all of the people started clapping, and congtratulating him. At that moment, Ritz and I were wondering, "What happened??? What did he say???" With confused faces, we, along with other classmates, walked to the Takeaway area. Went there for the first time, and found it a bit stinky. Osman brought a Hobnob cake. This is our CR's hand. As soon as I clicked, she turned the plate. Lol. She wanted me to have a better picture. Thanks Ashi. =)

Anyways, the cake was then brought to the table. Then Wasio cut the cake, and we clapped as if it had been his birthday. hahahahaa... We took many photos. Wasio also brought his camera. And Ritz will bring hers on Monday. We took all sort of crazy pictures. But on Monday, we plan to take some sensible group photos. Lets see what happens on Monday, cuz our plans usually fail! =)

Osman then cut the cake into irregular pieces. Although there were a lot of girls there, who could have done a better job, but he didn't let anybody touch it...Meano!!! Hahahaha.

Now this is what happened after a few moments. A 'لاوارث' cake piece, and a box of 'used' Tulip tissue papers. Lol. And believe me, the cake was very yummy, but nobody picked up this cake piece. بد زوق لوگ And for more than half an hour it sat like that in the plate, but then it was finally eaten by someone.

Count the glasses and add 4 more to the figure. This will tell you how many of us were there at that time. This is Ali on the left. There was a half filled glass of Coke, and he tried to put an empty glass in the former glass. The coke came overflowed in the tray. It was so yuckyyy. We all were screaming and trying to stop him, but he wasn't listening. And then, he thrust the empty glass into the filled on, and the cokey droplets flew and landed on your white clothes. All of us started yelling. Then, I guess it was Munira, who did the best thing. She picked up the tray, which was full of coke, and aimed it towards Ali. Ufffff...what a scene. He got all wet. Hahahaha. Someday I will post that picture too. Lol.

Now, your assignment is to identify this person and the hand. No no, I'm behind the camera *winks* [And they both read my blog]

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Ufff...today's weather was totally unbearable. The reverse of what all of us were expecting has happened. Rains did not reduce the heat, but they have rather increased it. It's dryy. Okay, enough of this irritating weather now. I better discuss something else.

Studies are now in full swing. Pray that the cogwheels of my mind start working again, as I can forsee those horrible grades, and that embarrassing GPA. Errr...these calamaties!!! I better oil them before they become completely rusted.

Ritz has started another blog, cuz she forgot her old blog password. She'd probably copy/paste the old stuff to her new blog. Now, she has asked me add some stuff to her layout...like shoutbox, statcounter, a new layout.... Mummyyyyy....this is time-consuming! But, since I have promised her to help her, I will try my level best to do that. You guys keep praying for me. =)

Today, when we went upstairs to play TT, we found the audi doors opened. So, we all threw our bags in the gallery and went inside the audi. There were a few people who were packing things up, and cleaning the place again. So, what did we do, we hopped down and then climbed up to the stage. And the three funniest people of our class (Ali, Naveed, and Osman) started acting, and singing, and so much more. It was so funny when they'd show their singing capabilites and tease those people working around. Hahaha. Ritz, Aero-Asia, Shumail, Aneela, Swaleha and I were laughing like anything....It was amazing. Then we had to leave the audi, as it had to be locked. We all hopped out, and then we discovered that Shumail and Aneela were missing! Whoops! We pushed the doors open, and pulled those poor girls out. Lol!

5 years ago:We moved to this place, which I didn't like at that time. Well, I don't like it even now, but I have to live here (dead colony!). I started my O Levels. Had fun with our seniors. Played baseball, cricket, basketball, pithu-garam, and God knows what else almost DAILY!

1 year ago:It was one of the happiest years of my life. I got my own room. I broke my own record of eating chips...hahaha... Had zillions of shopping sprees. Got the best result of my life (A.L. Urdu..lol) Appeared for the worst courses of my life. Fell ill a lot.

5 songs I know all the words to:None! I can't memorize songs. Though I love singing, I always forget some lines and then go like, " ....like somehow you just don't belong, and no-one understands you, do you......*hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm*....do you lock yourself in your room? With the radio on turned up so loud that no-one hears you screamin......" [Simple Plan - Welcome to my life] =)5 snacks I enjoy:(i)Chips,(ii)pizza,(iii)chips,(iv)pizza,(v)chips! =)

And all of a sudden it rained here in Karachi at 1 pm. My brother and I, after having a table-tennis match, decided to go out and play in the rain. We picked up the red-taped tennis ball, and started playing catch-catch. He threw the ball on my left, and when I bent that way, I slipped and fell. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....O-h M-y G-o-d! It was so painful for me and so funny for my brother. He was laughing like anything. [Why are brothers like that? Errrr]. I was screaming badly. He helped me sit on the chair, but after 2 minutes, I couldn't resist myself and limped to the porch to play again.

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